Max won't bring anything up, because honestly getting laid is not on the forefront of his priorities on a weird ghost ship that might be trying to kill him. But if she flirts, he will always flirt back. He can't help it, it's his nature.

"To be clear, you are not the one droning on." He sees that slump.

"I don't plug in like a cell phone if that's what you're expecting. I regenerate a charge by going into a shut down state. You would call it sleeping, though it's probably not the same. Fortunately I don't have to do that more than a few times a month, the cabin I've been assigned seems to already be occupied."